Photo of the Yesterday: Graffiti in the men's room.
"He who writes on bathroom walls,
Rolls his crap in little balls.
You who read these words of wit,
Eat those little balls of shit!"
-Anonymous Americana occasionally found in men's room stalls.
My grandfather was fond of saying that cursing shows the world that you are too stupid to express your thoughts and emotions any other way. Of course, I'm talking about a man who had no problem saying "go shit in your hat" repeatedly in front of a five-year-old, (or speculating to said five year old about Mr. Rogers's sexual orientation, for that matter,) but I digress. The point is, whenever I see "obscene" graffiti, I find myself thinking on more or less the same lines: not only does the artist obviously venerate genitalia, (male & female,) but for some reason he feels the need to proudly declare his obsession to the world. At any rate, in the spirit of religious diversity, it's refreshing to see that phallic idol worship is still alive and well in bathrooms across the country.